Isolation Antidotes (15): Bringing Back the Bard

As our warm weather fades and autumn waxes ever cooler and the days shorten, and as the hitherto-unprecedented social restrictions that we have all had to endure gradually begin to loosen, so that hugs may now be permitted with children and their families, I find myself full of gratitude for the love I share with the wonderful people in my life. And as I reflect on love, I find my memory wandering back to a particular Sunday in September that I spent in Verona, Italy, the setting for Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. I had the entire day free, and had decided to take my map and just follow my instincts and see where they and my muses might lead me. I made no special effort to search out Juliet’s reputed balcony or any other tourist attraction, but just wandered at will. Toward late afternoon I found myself strolling on the sidewalk along the south bank of the Adige river, and as I passed a curve in the river’s path and surveyed the view across the river to the north, I saw a young couple sitting on the stone railing at the river’s edge, totally engrossed in each other and oblivious to anyone else in the area—including me, a random passer-by. I was immediately captivated by their intensity, and made a quick decision to forego my usual procedure of scouting around for the best angle, taking best advantage of the available light, looking for the ideal background, bracketing exposures, etc. Instead, I crossed my mental fingers, quickly set my exposure at 1/3-stop under to be sure that I’d capture the details in the highlights, and carefully squeezed off one shot only, then turned casually and went back on my exploratory way. It wasn’t until later that evening, when I had my first look at the day’s results, that I had a chance to review this shot. It remains one of my very favorites from the entire six-week trip. In retrospect, a part of me wishes that I’d gone over, introduced myself, and offered to send them a copy of what I thought would be a nice candid portrait—but I didn’t, and a larger part of me rests assured that I did the right thing in not interrupting this intimate and special moment. And so, as I celebrate love in autumn, I bring you my Romeo and Juliet.

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19 Responses to Isolation Antidotes (15): Bringing Back the Bard

  1. Vicki says:

    A lovely moment captured. I wouldn’t have gone over either as it would have spoilt the emotional intensity of the scene.

  2. Helen Cherry says:

    A critical moment shot.. A real beauty!

  3. Love the shot…. also love the fact she has her eyes closed and he has his sunglasses on. :-)

  4. Did you consider waiting around for a while on the chance that they would get up to leave and you could then approach them?

  5. Adrian Lewis says:

    Wonderful picture, Gary >>> and I think you did exactly the right thing by not disturbing them. :)

  6. bluebrightly says:

    Wandering at will in a foreign land, feeling gratitude after privation, a special moment captured. Just wonderful, Gary, just wonderful.

  7. I agree with your decision to not intrude on either the moment or the future. It’s a lovely shot full of emotion. And well done for an off the cuff quick response.

    • krikitarts says:

      It was such a beautiful afternoon, I was simply basking in the luxury of the ability to wander at will and take any path that caught my fancy. And I still treasure the memory of the day.

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